The blue scorpion force is not very strong. Her strength is more in her strange flying skill and overbearing poison. In the face of the happy female bodhisattva, this dying counterattack is shocking, and the blue scorpion suspense is hit by the happy female bodhisattva.
However, the blue scorpion gave up a palm, which eventually made the figure of the happy female bodhisattva pause for a moment, and then Zhang Ping finally arrived at the palm of his hand and hit it to fly the happy female bodhisattva to death.
Before she died, the happy bodhisattva gasped like a cow, "It was you!" "
Yi cried and gasped and laughed. "You can’t think of it!"
The happy female bodhisattva roared again, "I’m not bad to you. Do you want to plot against me?"
"I’ve been waiting for such a day without dying …"
At this time, the happy bodhisattva felt that her eyes were getting dark, and then she suddenly rolled out with a convulsion, foaming at the mouth and finally swallowed her last breath.
At this time, Yi’s crying face was relaxed, but when his eyes swept to the same blue scorpion that vomited blood, he suddenly changed to a sad face.
"You know I can’t live anymore, but you have to help me to block that palm?" Yi cried and looked at the blue scorpion and asked slowly
The blue scorpion climbed a few steps and came to Yi cry and said, "Do you know that from the day you saved me, I decided that if you die, I will definitely leave you after your revenge?"
Yi cried and coughed up a big mouthful of blood at this time. I’m afraid his life has come to an end. Tears finally could not help but flow out of the eyes of this young magic hand who can stop the small two nights crying.
"Silly girl, you are really that silly girl in those days. Even if your kung fu is high, you still haven’t changed a bit." Yi cried intermittently at this time and said to the blue scorpion.
At this time, Blue Scorpion held out his right hand and cried. Then Blue Scorpion also said with tears on his face: "I will always be a silly girl in those days, and you will be a silly girl in this life, the next life and the next life …"
Yi’s crying face smiled again at this time as if the rising sun shone on the first flower.
Yi Xi suddenly said to Zhang Ping, "I’m not Yi Xi."
Zhang Ping nodded silently and then said slowly, "You are not."
Yi cried and said, "Yi cried and died in Xingyunzhuang two years ago."
Zhang Ping said silently, "Two years ago, Yi Ai was personally killed by the Purple Blood Demon Road."
Yi cried and said, "You have never seen Yi cry here today."
Zhang Ping said slowly, "Yes, I met a friend here. A respectable friend cried in Iraq and died two years ago."
Yi cried and smiled at Zhang Ping and said, "I will make friends with you for a drink in the next life, but I hate that I didn’t die at your hands two years ago."
Yi cried and turned to the blue scorpion and said, "If there is an afterlife, I will definitely find a paradise with you, where there are two of us, forever and ever …"
As Yi cried and swallowed his last breath, the blue scorpion suddenly said to Zhang Ping, "I beg you to bury us together."
Seeing that Zhang Ping nodded, Blue Scorpion turned his head and cried at Yi and said gently, "We can finally be together forever …"
The darkness of Lebanon still hangs over the earth, but the light has slowly entered people’s hope. Doesn’t this mean that hope comes? If you wait for persistence, there will be hope.
A pile of new graves has been added outside Fenglin. It’s not much less than ten feet square. A blue stone tablet is still fresh. Obviously, it has just been made into a stone tablet with four characters: "Live and die together"
Li Xunhuan also came here, which is the only way to go. The difference is that Li Xunhuan is still two people and Zhang Ping has one person at this time.
A few pieces of paper money and a few columns of fragrance are the respect of the living for the dead or the most shining part of their lives.
Li Xunhuan brought a little girl named Rinrin, a naive little girl. However, after spending a long time with Li Xunhuan, her eyes will always turn red. There will always be many things in life that are worthy of your touch. Just because you haven’t seen them doesn’t mean they haven’t happened.
"Cough, cough …" With the familiar cough, Li Xunhuan felt after listening to Zhang Ping’s story: "The saying that there are seven poisonous and most poisonous green magic hands in Wulin can finally disappear, but it is not because of Iraq."
Zhang Ping nodded and said, "Yes, if there is still a little softness in a person’s heart, I hope that he will be called the least poisonous."
In late autumn, the maple leaves are already red and dry, falling a little, and the two twists and turns of life dye the last tone.
Three glasses of light wine are not in a hurry, and the sound of the wine dripping on the earth is ringing.
At this time, Zhang Ping took out an iron hand and an ugly hand and slowly said, "If it weren’t for this hand, maybe you wouldn’t be here today, but then maybe we’ll never make friends again."
Later, I saw that the green magic hand of the Wulin middleman was slowly melting in the hands of Zhang Ping, and soon it became a pool of molten iron.
"You know each other because of the green magic hand, so let this green magic hand stay here with you forever."
Life is always inseparable, and the three figures are finally drifting away.
Many years later, a very special maple tree grew here, especially because it is not a maple tree, but two maple trees connected together, but they are too close together as if they would never part.